Here's another trip available for your first Curating paper.
Note that this screening has 3 layers of curatorial imprimatur:
1. Not Coming to a Theater Near You.
It/they/s/he declares "a bias towards older, often unpopular, and sometimes unknown films that merit a second look." Its audience: "those who find an impotent similarity" in new releases at theaters and video stores.
2. 92YTribeca
A screening venue at 200 Hudson Street in Tribeca (not 92nd Street). Dedicated to "inspire a diverse community of young people," including artists, educators, and "sports enthusiasts." [?!] It's part of the Y (below) and not he Tribeca Film Institute or Tribeca Film Festival.
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3. The 92nd Street Y, a "community and cultural center that connects people at every stage of life to the worlds of education, the arts, health and wellness, and Jewish life." Originally the Young Men's (and Women's) Hebrew Association.
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From: NotComing.com <news@notcoming.com>
From: NotComing.com <news@notcoming.com>
In its semi-serious warning-label preface, Roger Corman's The Trip describes itself as "a shocking commentary on a prevalent trend of our time," but this 1967 psychsploitation classic is also both a quick-and-dirty cash-in on the LSD craze and a seemingly earnest film about lysergic mind-expansion. Scripted by Jack Nicholson, the film follows Peter Fonda, playing a slick, young TV commercial director, as he tries to shed his hang-ups by turning on for the first time. Helped along on his journey by the usual late-60s Hollywood rogue's gallery, including Bruce Dern as Fonda's bearded, friendly-creepy "guide," and Dennis Hopper as the local hippie acid connection, the results are alternately groovy and nightmarish: gorgeous, perfume-ad-ready vistas of the California coast, in-camera kaleidoscope effects and the spastic delirium of the Sunset Strip. Scored with majestic SoCal psych-pop from Mike Bloomfield and the Electric Flag, The Trip is a masterpiece of Cormanesque economy, featuring scene shot guerilla-style in a packed Whisky-a-Go-Go, and second-unit directing by Hopper and Fonda (which led directly to their collaboration on Easy Rider the next year). Is this a cautionary tale, or an LSD endorsement? Whatever, man.
Director: Roger Corman. 85 mins. 1967. 35mm.
Director: Roger Corman. 85 mins. 1967. 35mm.
Ticket Price: $12, Film Club Member: $8
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Not Coming to a Theater Near You began as a printed column in 1998, was published in varying capacities, and arrived at its current form as this web site (launched in October 2001). If not discerned in its title, this site assumes a bias towards older, often unpopular, and sometimes unknown films that merit a second look. This site caters specifically to those who find an impotent similarity in the "New Releases" section of a video store and whatever's "coming to a theater near you."
Facebook/notcoming / Twitter.com/NotComing
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92YTribeca is the 92nd Street Y's exciting new arts and entertainment venue located at 200 Hudson Street at the corner of Canal and Hudson Streets in New York City.
As part of the 92nd Street Y, our mission downtown is to bring together and inspire a diverse community of young people from New York City and beyond, including musicians, artists, filmmakers, performers, writers, educators, humorists, directors, speakers, sports enthusiasts and many others.
92YTribeca.org
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